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Saturday, August 28, 2010

The Man With The Sign

It's good to remember in this time of clashing voices and absurd accusations, 1) there are lots of ideas and opinions on who owns the facts and truth, 2) polarization is the rule not the exception in our history, and 3) hey, the man (or woman) with the sign (with the message I abhor) is a friend of mine (though I hope none of them would hold the signs in the picture. Yikes!).

How many of us have good friends and family with whom we disagree about political, social, or religious issues? It's hard to keep these disagreements out of the limelight sometimes, but there must be something upon which we agree, right? For the sake of family and friendship?

No one explains it better than Sheldon Harnick in this song. Read it all, even sing along to the tune of Stars and Stripes Forever. And calm down.

The Man With The Signlyric by Sheldon Harnick/To the tune of "The Stars and Stripes Forever" by John Philip Sousa

In a town today, not far away, A shabby little man is marching proudly Round about and quite without The music of a marching band. No drum provides the rhythm for his left--- (not a piccolo) ---Right--- (not a clarinet) Not a single Sousaphone in sight Yet he marches on.

But as he goes around he shows A shabby little home-made sign that tells me Here's a man who favors An unpalatable point of view. It seems to me he's absolutely WRONG! (his opinion is) WRONG! (my opinion is) He and I could never get along In a million years.

BUT the man with the sign's a friend of mine All alone in his proud endeavor And as long as I fight for this man's right That's the glory of the stars and stripes forever.

Yes, the man with the sign's a friend of mine All alone in his proud endeavor. For the sign says to me, "This man is free!" That's the story of the stars and stripes forever.

My flag is a full-throated choir And it sings with the voice of a nation. When each in a voice can be heard Then the music is strong and clear. My flag is a full-throated choir And each voice adds a vital variation. And this is the sound I revere: The stirring music of the stars and stripes forever.

Time and time again, the voices clash! (I hear the independent voices) Time and time again, the cymbals crash! (and time again, my heart rejoices) When I hear the contrapuntal singing Then I hear the sound of freedom ringing When I hear the music swell Then I can tell That all is well Because I know:

My flag is a full-throated choir And it sings with the voice of a nation. When each separate song can be heard Then the music is strong and clear. My flag is a full-throated choir And each voice adds a vital variation. And this is the sound I revere: The stirring music of the stars and stripes forever.